Ao No Waltz

We were still young, drowning in nostalgia
While the clouds lingered, we just watched the sun
Our nonchalant selves, overflowing voices
Just the important things were kept from being conveyed

I tried to embrace the shapeless hues
Experiencing days of hope and anxiety with the taste of regret
Wanting to reach out to an unknown world
I put on a brave front and tucked the sky into my pocket

Wanting to remember all the pain that envelops kindness

Just wishing and wishing, even if I were to be reborn
Wanting to sing of the uncertain future, wanting to touch it
Flowing, flowing, the taste of tears running down my cheeks is a promise from the past
Just becoming distant, becoming vague
Beyond this night, somewhere far away, it turns blue

As the night passes, thoughts of weaving dreams
Moon casting shadows, still not found
Eyes closed, unable to speak even if I open them
I long for you, never wanting to escape again

Even the gaze of my past self from that day has become blurred

Just painfully, unbearably, the deep blue of the sky
Is dark, vibrant, and cold
Flowing, flowing, making our shoulders draw closer
Embracing a faint warmth
Waiting for the wind to carry the flowers to an unseen world
Beyond this night, somewhere far away, it turns blue

Even the mistakes made, even the regrets
Are irreplaceable

Just wishing and wishing, even if I were to be reborn
Wanting to sing of the uncertain future, wanting to touch it
Flowing, flowing, the taste of tears running down my cheeks is a promise from the past
Just becoming distant, becoming vague
Beyond this night, somewhere far away, it turns blue